Dan Heng was puzzled by the voice lingering within the Vidyadhara mirage.
Behind him, Jiang Yu and Jing Yuan, who knew something about it, tacitly remained silent.
He could only rack his brains, but his hazy memories held no answer. Besides, there was no time to waste now.
So Dan Heng did not dwell on the matter and instead led everyone onward.
Dark shapes could faintly be seen flashing through the curtains of waves on either side, like dragons swimming within them, keeping pace with the group.
As everyone relit the three formations, some kind of tremor ran through the entire Scalegorge Waterscape. Waves surged on either side, bursting into thin white mist that shrouded this sacred Grotto-Heaven like clouds. Countless fish shimmering with strange colors swam and played through the air on that mist, a fantastical sight beyond compare; Vidyadhara mirages filled the place, and voices from the distant past circled endlessly around everyone's ears like an unceasing wind. The entire Scalegorge Waterscape seemed like a hazy, fantastical world.
Straight ahead, the long-shattered road slowly restored itself under the influence of some power. Everyone sped forward like an arrow loosed from a bow, heading straight for the Profound Roots of the Ambrosial Arbor.
They rushed to the roots, then stopped. Gazing at the dragon's head before them, which seemed to burn with pale-gold flames, March 7th's eyes widened slightly. Clearly curious and awed by the enormous spectacle, she immediately asked, "What's that! Is it a dragon?"
Then Dan Heng said, "We've reached the end. These are the Profound Roots of the Ambrosial Arbor, the site of Abundance's miracle."
He raised his eyes toward the dragon's head, which seemed both wrapped in flames and wreathed in drifting souls. He sensed the High Elder's power upon it and saw glowing seal-script